☾ The Child of Artemis ☾

Prologue 3: 𝓗𝓮𝔂, 𝓘 𝓜𝓮𝓽 𝓪 𝓢𝓪𝓽𝔂𝓻 𝓽𝓸𝓸​​!

     Hello. I'm Hunter. You've met my brother Nico, huh? I like that guy. He met a satyr recently, and I did too! Before I tell you about my encounter with the satyr, I want to tell you about my favorite brother. Nico is my favorite brother because he does not complain as much as my other brother. He also has a cool Australian accent from living in New Caledonia all his life. He has messy black hair and a nice tan. He "never has, and never will" wear pants. He wears animal hide skirts and a leather jacket every day, even though not many people like it.

I came back from school and saw the satyr. I did not know that he was a satyr at the time. (That time was also the first time I was happy to leave school. Thanks for that, bullies. I now have a nasty scrape on my forehead from someone throwing their scissors at me.) The satyr had a friendly smile and waved at me. I stared for a second, and said, "Hi."

"Hello," he replied. "How are you?"

I decided to tell half the truth. "I'm doing okay," which was half true at the time since I was not in school.

"So, do you have any vacation plans?" he asked very randomly.

"Not now, but maybe. Why do you ask?"

"You'll have to make some now. We're going to Manhattan.

"What? Why? Why now? I have to finish my homework!" I panicked.

Homework was my top priority. Unlike everyone else in the school, I loved homework and going to school. "I'll tell you later, but we have to leave now. You won't need to worry about homework at all anymore."

"Okay," I replied, already packing my bags.

We purchased a ticket to Manhattan and when arrived, we took a taxi to —